Chickens

Chickens
A poem by Me Bear-Bear

O chickens
You are so yummy
I wish that I 
Could be a chicken
And also be so yummy 

But if I was a yummy chicken
Who would eat my chicken self
I would not be there to do it
So who would eat the yummy chickens
If I don't eat the yummy chickens, are they really yummy?

Nobody ever eats me 
But if they did, would I be yummy? 
But no one does, so I'm not yummy
But would I be?
But could I be? 

Comments

  1. AdamNovember 21, 2018 at 10:58 AM

    I feel like the doors to my mind have been blown off their hinges.

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